NORA
Mark’s welcoming scent transported me back to the resort. I sunk into his arms, feeling my eyes shut with the knowledge of familiarity. As much as I wanted to stay mad at him, the subtle intimacy of our connection prevented me.
I sighed, pushing out of his comforting hold. “Shall we?”
“Well, you're in a mood,” he pointed out, pulling open his vehicle’s door. I brushed a piece of hair behind my ear, wiping my sweaty palms on my pants as I tried so hard not to glance back.
The last thing I needed was to see Liam glaring a hole into my back. Mark lifted a brow, hands still holding the door open.
I knew I said I wasn't going to look, but I couldn't help it. I threw a glance over my shoulder, a small breath escaping my lips as I little in the scanty parking. I swallowed the disappoint
